. with no consequence [claiming]

[. trixx]

beat me up.
beat me down.
mess me up beyond all recognition.
for what it's worth.
i'll do it again.
with no consequence.
i will do it again.

Land; tell me that not every brute wanted a plot of terra to call his own. Wolke was no different; he had searched far and wide before settling on a small, yet surprisingly placid terra. It was humid here, yes, and quite small, but pleasant. But it overcame those few weaknesses; Wolke found it to be exactly what he had desired.

Sliding to a stop as soon as he showed himself from the concealing woods, Wolke tossed his dreambox several times before rearing, maw reaching to the heavens. A harsh, sudden scream was released from his kissers; the patriarch called out to the gods above, claiming this land as his own. As soon as his front supports landed softly on the terra firma, knives barely leaving a mark in the soil, the oyster hued brute turned on his haunches, releasing several abrupt snorts from his salmon tinted 'nares.

After several moments of silence on his behalf, Wolke began to pace, surveying his newly acquired terra. A content smirk settled on his lips as he picked up a slow, collected two-beat, rounding his boa and tucking his mug to his chest. Whipcord lifted and bleached banner waved nonchalantly in the slight zephyr. He was quite obviously proud of new terra firma and, narcissisticly speaking, generally pleased with himself. But that was clear with the vain smirk planted on his kissers

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